Fakes, Lies, and Love

Chapter 21

CHAPTER 21

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CARLIE'S POV 

        I walk through the halls of school, wondering when everything will turn out normal again. A few years ago, everything was fine. Perfect mates, perfect life, and perfect town, perfect everything. Well, maybe not totally perfect, but you get the point. I had a good life. I miss those days. Those days when Jorden, Harry, Marcel, Niall, and I were best mates. But then Jorden had to go and ruin everything. She had to sleep with Marcel just to get on my nerves. I hate her now. Everything about her just bothers me. I can't even. UGH!

New Text Message From:

Harry Styles

'Hey, Marcel. It's Harry. Um, I just want to say that I'm sorry for not believing you. Jorden was lying this whole time and no one knew that you were the one telling the truth. It's my fault and I'm so very sorry that I made your life a living hell. So, to sum this whole text up, I'm sorry and will you please forgive me? I understand if you won't.

Thanks, love you,

Harry.'

I'm guessing that Harry sent that to me to show me what he sent to Marcel. I'm very proud of him for apologizing to his brother. It takes a lot of courage to do that and I didn't think Harry had it in him. I am, in fact, glad he does though.

My phone vibrates once again against my leg. This time, someone's calling me.

"Hello?" I ask, speaking into the device.

"Uh, hey, Carlie." It's Harry. "Did," he coughs, "Did you, um, get my text?"

I inhale some air for my hard-working lungs. "Yes."

"What do you think about it?" he questions with a shaky voice. "Was it, was it good enough? Should I send a new one? Do you think he'll even read the message? Will he resp--"

"HARRY!" I yell at him. "The message was fine! I'm sure he'll read it. Just give Marcel some time. I am positive this is a lot for him to take in at the moment. You're just going to have to wait patiently."

He sighs into the phone, which makes this fuzzy noise and says, "Okay. I'll take your word for it. Thank you."

I freeze. Did Harry just thank me? That's definitely new.

"Uh, you're welcome?"

There were a few moments of silence; the only sound filling the tension in the air was the sound of our unsteady breathing. Finally when I decided to take a deep breath and say something, Harry beat me to it.

"Look," he said. "I'm sorry about everything. I'm sorry for taking advantage of you when you were drunk, even though I was drunk too. I know me being intoxicated is not an excuse, but I just want all of my best mates back."

His new reveal took my breath away. Harry has never been this open with me since our friendship was ruined. He usually just bottles stuff up inside and doesn't let anyone help. It surprised me, yet made me smile at the same time. I like this side of Harry. The one where he can vent to you and not say anything rude. He'll do everything he can to make your day and make your laugh.

"Harry," I start off, but he interrupts me.

"Look, I know that I've really fucked up this time and I know you'll never take me back to be your mate, but just hear me out. I love you"